Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belarus and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Seeds to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The Moody Blues,
Morten Harket,
The Neon Judgement,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ice-T,
Television Personalities,
Kurtis Blow,
Todd Rundgren,
Brand Nubian,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Henry Cow,
Jacques Brel,
Boredoms,
Chris Corsano,
Fad Gadget,
Amazonics,
Q and Not U,
Lakeside,
Laurel Aitken,
Neil Young,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Procol Harum,
cv313,
Adolescents,
Oblivians,
Thee Headcoats,
Sister Nancy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harmonia,
Marmalade,
John Foxx,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Music Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
the Swans,
Ludus,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rhythm & Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Grauzone,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sound Behaviour,
Ronan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Easy Going,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Josef K,
The Dead C,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Pop Group,
Sparks,
Junior Murvin,
Man Parrish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
June Days,
Sällskapet,
Bobby Sherman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roxette,
Bobby Womack,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.